When I was a boy I knew the lady of the lakenAnd I was her favorite childnShe wore a white gown her yellow hair hanging downnAnd her voice like a shadow, was gentle and kindnnEveryday to the sea we would go hand in handnAnd build great white castles, civilizations in sandnAnd I would paint her pictures with a seaweed brushnAnd gather seashell jewels for her, as stars watched over usnnWhen I was a boy I knew the lady of the lakenAnd I was her favorite childnShe wore a white gown her yellow hair hanging downnAnd a voice like a shadow, was gentle and kindn nSometimes we'd set sail straight for the sunnAs down the dome of sky it flednAnd sometimes we'd try to catch it as it spunnTo the deep sea comfort of the seagreen bednnThe lady of the lake is gone, lost with childhoods mindnBut the intoxication lingers on and I remember the timenWhen I would paint her pictures with a seaweed brush nAnd gather seashell jewels for her, as the stars watched over usnnWhen I was a boy I knew the lady of the lakenAnd I was her favorite child